The 72 transformations of Monkey King have gone, and the ugly side of Fang Shiyu has emerged.

  In the afternoon, An Yan had sorted out his emotions and decided to go inspect the Bai family's fields.

  Just as he was about to leave, Su San blocked his way.

  Anything wrong?

  At this time, An Yan had already forgotten the small thought from that morning. Seeing Su San blocking himself, he was very surprised.

  Su San's hand unconsciously went to his chest, the other hand pulled An Yan, and he muttered for a long time before saying: I have something to give you.

  Giving gifts? But why does it look like they're not giving gifts, but rather robbing...

  Then go ahead and say...

  At this moment, he thought of the blow to Su San yesterday. Thinking of this, his expression softened a bit, and in Su San's eyes, there was a warm and gentle feeling.

  That soft tone made Su San suddenly floaty, and he followed An Yan back to the room with a lift of his foot.

  Arriving at the room, the two sat facing each other, Su San took out a red cloth package from his bosom.

  It's red cloth wrapping again, is it a local custom here to wrap gifts in red cloth?

  This is for you.

  Anwen took over the red cloth package, feeling that compared to the small iron wood sent by Su San a few days ago, this one was already very light. Within reach, a piece of ice coolness, she suddenly had a familiar feeling, and hurriedly opened the layers of red cloth wrapped around it. When the silver-white blade edge flashed into her eyes, when the familiar chill lingered on her eyelids, Anwen almost wanted to hug it.

  It was a delicate and exquisite short knife, completely made for women. The knife was extremely light, with a handle made of the finest wood, polished to a smooth jade-like finish. An Xuan picked it up, and under the sunlight, it proudly emitted its cold and sharp aura.

  She really liked the gift. An Yan grasped the handle, waving it in the air a few times, feeling that her hands and feet seemed to be not as agile as before. In the past, the scalpel in her hand was like an embroidery needle, she used it with ease, truly as if it were an extension of her arm. It had been too long, how long had it been since she last touched a scalpel?

  Maybe it's really been too long, she doesn't quite remember anymore.

  She is a modern gold medalist in traditional Chinese medicine, also skilled in surgery, with a near-obsessive love for the scalpel.

  Soft words lift eyes, pupils moisten, a different kind of emotion flows quietly.

  Thank you, I really like this gift, I love it very much.

  Su San suddenly felt that the whole world had changed, the sky was bluer and the grass was greener. This knife, which he had spent all his mind on and loved dearly, had actually received such affection from the little woman, giving him a feeling of joy and elation.

  No need, as long as you like it. This way, I'm happy to give anything.

  Su San's words behind were spoken in a low voice, and An Yan's attention was not on this, so she didn't hear clearly. At this time, her attention was all on the short knife, with joyful expressions in her eyes.

  Su San sat quietly on one side, watching her joy, watching the stars in her eyes. It turned out that seeing someone else's happiness was also so satisfying. He never knew that he would one day go to great lengths for a woman, just to see her happy smile. He only felt that in this world, there was only that smile, forever etched in his heart, and nothing could surpass that joyful smile.

  It seemed that Su San could imagine the gentle and soothing appearance of the silver knife. At that time, she was thinking of him in her heart, holding the knife in her hand. That moment was his current goal to strive for.

  An Yan was immersed in surprise, without noticing that Su San had a feverish gaze, and secretly pondered how to improve this knife, so it could better suit his own play.

  One place, two thoughts.

  Today's lunch at the Bai family was exceptionally sumptuous and lively, because Wei Li suffered retribution, Auntie personally cooked many delicious dishes in the kitchen, and even brought out a jar of bamboo leaf green.

  The bad guy finally got what was coming to him, heaven is fair after all.

  Auntie's eyes were filled with tears as she spoke gratefully towards the sky.

  Looking at her aunt's appearance, An Xun's heart was desolate and bleak. If heaven really had eyes, then her uncle would not have died, and her second cousin would not have suffered such injustice. However, these words, she ultimately did not say out loud. Sometimes, superstition is also a kind of happiness, because it provides a sense of reliance. In this way, no matter how big the difficulties encountered, at least in one's heart, there will still be a small sense of reliance.

  Yes, now Wu Kei is in Qingcheng and no longer has any thoughts of us. From now on, we can strive for whatever we want.

  An Yan thought it was still a good time to tell everyone about the design of Weili, now if he said anything, his aunt would definitely worry, thinking that cooperating with Zhao Fu and the county government was very dangerous. But after a while, when the cooperation stabilized, everything would be easy to say.

  Upon hearing this, Wang was extremely excited, with tears welling up in her eyes, almost to the point of crying from joy. Really? Does that mean our Bai family can continue researching Qinglongcao?

  That was Bai Qi's lifelong wish, even if he stayed in this small mountain village, even if he plowed and wove, eating plain food and drinking coarse tea, he still didn't forget his original intention. In the end, the previous generation's wish became a knot in the hearts of the Bai family people. The broken white family affection, the scattered three brothers, can they finally reunite again?

  Bamboo Leaf Green

  She muttered to herself, with an inexplicable pain in her heart about those three words. If it weren't for that improved Bamboo Leaf Green, would everything be different? She used to be so afraid of touching it, but now looking at the light in her aunt's eyes, she smiled and said: Of course, the White family will rise again because of Bamboo Leaf Green.

  This is Uncle's wish, she will definitely complete it. Let the Bai family reunite, she will also complete it.

  This is really great, the old man can also smile in his sleep. The old man once said that Zhūyèqīng (Bamboo Leaf Green) is the pride of the White family. It is also the knot of the White family's separation and will eventually become the hope for the White family's reunion.

  Mr. Wang clasped his hands together and spoke continuously into the void.

  An Yu Guang looked at the expressions on the faces of the other members of the Bai family, all of whom were filled with sadness. However, this sadness was no longer suffused with despair, but instead surrounded by hope. This is good, one step at a time, and eventually, everything will work out for the best, happiness and peace will be achieved.

  She suppressed her sentimental emotions, with a faint smile on her face and bright eyes like stars. She spoke softly: "The fields of the White family have been abandoned for a long time, now it's time to make use of them. As for what Zhuyeqing said, I've had some ideas lately and am secretly pondering over them. So let's first take care of the fields, and as for what Zhuyeqing said, I'll start dealing with it once I've thought it through."

  Wang nodded in agreement, also feeling that the fields should be tidied up. As a native of Green Bamboo Village, she valued the land more than the Bai family did. Farmers generally regarded their land as more precious than life itself, so when they heard An Yan say that the fields needed to be tended to, they were naturally delighted. However, An Yan had once been the eldest daughter of a wealthy merchant family - could she endure such rough work?

  Wang's heart had such concerns, and his mouth naturally asked, Jinxiu, those land deeds and stuff can still be handled by Ping'er... and An'er.

  When it came to Bai An, Wang's tone paused for a moment, but still said clearly. Now that Bai An has a record, he is hopeless on the path of officialdom. So, there is only one way left, which is to follow his elder brother together. Maybe this can also help him get out of the shadows earlier. Find something to do, which can help him recover early and let him walk out of the shadows early.

  Bai An's body trembled slightly, his expressionless face seemed to have never changed. However, a flash of something quickly passed through those serious eyes, and then countless afterimages slowly flowed away.

  Bai An, it must be sad and sorrowful.

  Thinking so, the smile on his face remained unchanged, while under the table, his hand quietly stretched out and tightly grasped Bai Ping's hand, signaling him to remain silent.

  Bai Ping looked at An Yan with an uncomprehending expression, her eyes filled with worry and confusion, while An Yan just smiled warmly.

  Nowadays, it's good to cultivate Bai An's temperament like this, let him know that a person is not necessarily what he can't do without. Even if he leaves his studies, he can still live well and even very well. In the future, when he takes the imperial examination again, he will be able to handle it with ease and composure.

  It's also good, this afternoon I and big brother go take a look together.

  When she heard him say that, Xiu Niang, who was holding Qing Ge, had red eyes and almost shed tears. However, she endured it strongly, only slightly tilting her head to prevent the tears from falling.

  But she didn't stop, believing that Bai An could do it and wouldn't be so fragile and negative.

  I'll go with Su San too, although I don't understand, but I can learn on the side. Yesterday, I thought about planting a large piece of radish.

  Su San heard An Yan's words and suddenly looked up at her, but found that she wasn't even looking at him. He felt a slight sense of loss in his heart, but his eyes were inexplicably calm. Was she asking him to go farming with her this afternoon? Farming was probably similar to fighting, right? He was good at fighting, so farming shouldn't be a problem either. Su San thought to himself and immediately calmed down, his expression returning to its usual composed and majestic state.

  What is radish?

  But others were attracted by the attention of the radish, and Liu was surprised to see it. The radish is something that everyone has in their vegetable garden, but it's cheap and not many people grow it. Moreover, radishes are not easy to cook with, so even if someone grows them, they only grow a small amount. But looking at An Yan's expression, it seems like he wants to grow a lot of them.

  Yes, let's plant turnips. Turnips are easy to grow and the harvest is usually good too. Now we'll plant all of the Bai family's fields, and by late autumn or early winter, the turnips will be ready to eat.

  An Yan was talking, and suddenly thought of various ways to eat radish, such as stir-fried radish, radish pancake, fried radish ball, dried radish, etc. Thinking about the delicious radish dishes, An Yan felt a little drooling.

  While others listened to this and were at a loss, Wang finally said with some difficulty: But radishes are not easy to sell, if we keep them for ourselves to eat, they won't last long either.

  Upon hearing this, An Yan instantly knew what everyone was worried about and smiled as he said: Auntie, trust me, the radish will definitely sell very well later on. And even if we eat it ourselves, it's extremely delicious and there are many ways to eat it.

  Wang looked at Xiuniang and Liu, but saw that both of them shook their heads in confusion, apparently neither of them knew that radishes could be cooked in many ways. For a moment, Wang was hesitant and uncertain, thinking that if they grew all these radishes and couldn't sell them, and she herself didn't eat them, wouldn't it be a waste?

  Looking at Wang's entangled appearance, An Yan said on the side: Aunt Luo Bo can really make many delicious dishes, don't believe me, you can ask Mother.

  An said with a smile, winking secretly at Bai Shi.

  Bai's face was originally smiling, quietly watching everyone discuss on the side, but An Yan suddenly threw the question at her. Looking at An Yan winking at herself, Bai couldn't help but smile and then turned to Wang and said: Eldest sister, don't worry, that radish dish is really delicious. You've seen Jin Xiu's culinary skills before, let her show you next time, and you'll know that radish is a good thing.

  Bai said so, Wang's heart was settled a lot, nodded and turned to Bai Ping: You wait for a while, take your brother, Jin Xiu and Su San together to the field to see how to plan things, let Jin Xiu handle it. As for the specific sowing and planting, you decide for yourself.

  Got it, mom.

  Bai Ping responded loudly, with a bright smile on his face.

  Grandma, I want to go too.

  At this time, however, Xiao Pang was heard loudly speaking to Wang Shi.

  Wang heard this and smiled at her little granddaughter, saying: "Hua also wants to go, but everyone is going to help out, what can Hua do there?"

  The atmosphere was lively, Wang's mood was good, and she was smiling brightly as she teased her little granddaughter.

  Xiao Pang seemed to be stumped by Wang's question, tilted her head and thought for a moment, but after a long time, she shook her head in distress and said: Xiao Pang can't think of anything that can help.

  After finishing speaking, Xiao Pangzi lowered her head in embarrassment, looking embarrassed. This cute expression instantly amused everyone in the main room.

  Hehe...... It's okay, our little fatty will go too, follow auntie. Auntie will teach you then.

  An softly comforted the chubby little girl, who immediately lifted her head with excitement upon hearing this. Her small face was like an apple, tender and lovely to the point where one couldn't help but want to take a bite.

  Right, recently I saw that the chrysanthemums were blooming very well in the mountains and fields, which made me think that chrysanthemums also have many uses and can be utilized to earn some money. The other day, my older cousin and I went to the county seat and discussed with several major buyers, and we agreed to cooperate on chrysanthemum products at that time.

  An suddenly thought of cooperating with Zhao's house and took advantage of the current lively atmosphere to speak out.

  Wang heard this and felt very depressed. He said: "Can chrysanthemums still be used to make things? They can't be eaten, they can't be used, yet someone actually buys them?"

  Upon hearing Wang's words, An Yan couldn't help but smile wryly and said slowly: Of course we can. Chrysanthemum flowers can be used to make chrysanthemum tea, and they can also be used to make chrysanthemum cakes. It's precisely because chrysanthemums are considered useless by everyone now that we should seize the opportunity to make a profit. Auntie, when it comes time to count our silver at the end of the year, don't be stingy!

  Everyone in the house burst out laughing when they heard the comforting words.

  If I could really count on you, then I'd be more than happy, hehe...

  Wang smiled and said, looking at An Yan's eyes full of praise and joy.

  Everyone in the house was invigorated, thanks to An Yan's words about chrysanthemum and radish. Now, the Bai family had found their hope again, free from those restraints and cautiousness, living and striving with abandon, it turned out that this kind of joy was so wonderful.

  In the afternoon, An Yan and Bai Pingbai, along with Su San who was carrying a hoe, all went out together.

  Walking on the rural path, An Yan couldn't help but sneak glances at Su San behind him. Every time he looked, his eyes would uncontrollably twitch. It was really because of how ridiculously funny Su San's posture was while holding the hoe. Most farmers would place the hoe on their shoulders or carry it with a bit of laziness, letting it drag on the ground as they walked. But An Yan believed that absolutely no one could hold a hoe like Su San did - with one hand slightly bent and five fingers grasping the top of the hoe. That posture looked more like holding a sword...

  But that's a hoe, does he need to look so light and effortless. And the expression on his face is too serious, it looks like he's going to war or something.

  It seems that they were influenced by Su San, and Bai Ping and Bai An didn't say much along the way, their faces also becoming somewhat serious.

  This is completely different from the idyllic rural scenery that An Yan imagined. It looks like they're about to attend some kind of negotiation conference instead.

  It's okay, with Su San around, things are always a bit more serious and abnormal, but it's fine once you get used to it.

  It's not easy to get used to the peaceful words, and I'm enjoying the beautiful scenery, when I hear a familiar and piercing voice coming from beside me.

  Tang Jinxiu, are you going down to the fields?

  Well, enemies meet on a narrow road, and that's exactly what's happening now!

  An Yan looked up and saw Fang Jiao Jiao, the village flower of Green Bamboo Village, wearing a bright red and green dress, with silver ornaments on her head. She stood there like a delicate and precious flower. Next to her was a young man dressed in fine clothes, looking like a rich family's son. The man had small eyes, a slightly sunken nose, and thick lips. An Yan concluded that if it weren't for the good-looking clothes he wore, this man would really have no redeeming qualities...

  "Hmm, we're going to plant rice now, is this a blind date?"

  She replied calmly and quietly, then raised an eyebrow, her gaze lightly falling on Fang Jiao Jiao and the man who looked like a nouveau riche.

  The local tyrant male found that An Yan's gaze fell on himself, and he suddenly puffed out his chest, raised his head slightly. Because of the local tyrant male's self-righteous movement, it caused his somewhat collapsed nose to directly face An Yan. An Yan silently cried out in her heart, speechless and questioning heaven.

  Jiang Jiang took a step forward with a proud smile and explained: This is Wu Yong, his father is a well-known figure in Hsinchu County.

  Useless?

  Softly spoke words of doubt, silently lamenting which parents had such foresight...

  Wu Yong, is the brave of bravery.

  Fang Jiao raised her voice in discontent and solemnly introduced herself once again.

  Mr. Wu's father was Wu Wen, who was the owner of Qingfeng Wine House.

  The originally impatient-looking Bai brothers suddenly changed when they heard the four words "Qingfeng Wine House", and a violent aura burst out instantly.

  An's expression also stiffened for a moment, and her gaze fell back on Wu Yong's body, asking in a soft and puzzled tone: You said he was Wu Wen's son, the owner of Qingfeng Wine House?

  Fang Jiao also saw the subtle changes in the three people's faces, and suddenly felt complacent, thinking that everyone was intimidated by the reputation of Qingfeng Wine House. She slightly raised her chin and said with a smile: "That's right, Wu Wen is indeed the head manager of Qingfeng Wine House, highly valued by the Wu family. This time, when Young Master Wu Kai went to Qingcheng to handle affairs, he even brought Wu Wen along. Now, it can be said that Young Master Wu Kai cannot do without Wu Wen for a single step."

  After Fang Jiao finished speaking, she seemed to feel that it was not enough and continued: You Wu family should know, right? That is a famous and prestigious family in Hsinchu County, on par with the Zhao and Wei families.

  Is it Wu's family? Recognize them? Of course I recognize them.

  Her words were very light, if not for Fang Jiao's constant attention, she might not have heard them. She suddenly felt that the Bai family was a bit strange, and when they mentioned Qingfeng Wine House, their faces changed drastically. But that change wasn't due to the reputation of Qingfeng Wine House, but rather something else. Especially Bai Ping and Bai An, their facial expressions were tense, gritting their teeth as if they had some deep-seated hatred towards the Wu family.

  An's expression turned slightly cold as he said indifferently: We still have work to do, let's go first.

  Having said that, without waiting for Fang Jiao's response, they quickly left.

  Fang Jiao Jiao, who was still standing in place, stomped her foot in discontent and complained: "You think you're still some kind of young lady? Now you're just a small rural woman. And the Bai family, aren't they also poor to the point of death? I don't even know if they have any rice left at home."

  Fang Jiao was chattering away, while Wu Wen listened patiently with narrowed eyes, his gaze at Fang Jiao's eyes had a fiery passion.

  When Fang Jiao was scolding, Su San's hand holding the hoe tightened slightly, and his eyes shot out cold glints. He quietly looked around, taking advantage of no one noticing, and quietly shot a twig in Fang Jiao's direction.

  Fang Jiao was speaking excitedly when she suddenly felt a strong force hit her bare feet, and in an instant, the force was not controlled well, and the whole person fell to the ground in a very ungraceful posture.

  She fell to the ground with a thud, Fang Jiaojiao had no time to care about her image anymore, because she was in pain all over her body at this moment, and suddenly let out a loud cry: Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much...

  The voice was too loud, and naturally it caught the attention of everyone in An Yan's group. An Yan and the Bai brothers turned their heads to look, and they saw Fang Jiao Jiao lying on the ground with her face down, wailing away. Instantly, each and every one of them had a pleased expression on their faces. An Yan's beautiful eyes curved slightly, and the corners of his mouth were extremely good-looking.

  Su San looked at An Yan's faint smile and his mouth corners also curved up.